I close my eyes,
I see your face.
You're not real,
and I'm a disgrace.
I trust in nothing,
I believe their lies.
Falsely alive,
Silenced cries.
They smile,
in their own existance.
We're all the same,
no matter the resistance.
Self conscious,
self annoyed.
always something wrong with you,
falling into the void.
You want to dream,
but then you don't.
Your dreams may not come true,
and they probably won't.
Crushed, shattered,
left behind.
lost and forgotten,
maybe you're just blind.
Screaming,
knowing no one can hear you.
nothing's real, not even you,
you are many but you are few. |
